Chapter 25 Playing the Concubine Feeding Grapes to the King
"My lord, please don't be so rude."
Qiao Ruoying thought it was so funny that she continued to act, even pretentiously lifting the collar of her sweater with her fingers, revealing one of her soft and white shoulders.
Her eyes were full of charm and allure, and her slightly pouting lips seemed to contain a juicy red cherry. She really looked like the evil concubine in the storybook who brought disaster to the country.
She only needed to raise her eyes to see countless men in armor who were willing to sacrifice their lives just to make her smile.
"It was my beloved concubine who challenged my bottom line, so I can't be blamed..."
Jiang Zong also racked his brains and tried his best to come up with a few quotes from the domineering boss to accompany her to continue acting.
"Your Majesty, please don't. I'm so scared."
"Please spare me."
At this time, she was lying on her back on the sofa, trying hard to hold back her laughter, so much so that her belly was heaving.
When had Jiang Zongye ever seen her so delicate and beautiful? She was just like a crabapple blossoming delicately on a branch, or like a kitten turning over its soft belly in its owner's arms and acting coquettishly.
Jiang Zong was both amused and helpless.
Look at her now, so charming and charming, why didn't she know how to do this at that time, and just lay on the sheets shyly?
Instead of being in that situation, she became so seductive that she even started role-playing.
He took the opportunity to rub her belly, which was heaving from trying to hold back her laughter, and said with a smile:
"Have you had enough of the drama? If not, you'll be in for a treat later."
She was enduring with great difficulty, but after he rubbed her like that, it was as if her strength had been broken, and she burst out laughing.
The laughter is crisp and flowing, like the glistening dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves.
From the perspective of Qiao Ruoying lying on her back, Jiang Zongye was looking down at her with one arm supported.
She saw a hint of danger in Jiang Zongye's condescending gaze. His eyes were looking at her intensely, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
If you play again, you will really cross the line.
Qiao Ruoying got up from the sofa and smoothed down her messy green hair.
"Don't you want to work? There's a place over there."
She was referring to a solid wood screen with a cream-colored cloth painted with green vines and silver taro.
"good."
Jiang Zong also responded, returned to the entrance, picked up the briefcase and was about to go over, but he heard Qiao Ruoying exclaim "Wait".
She hurriedly got off the sofa, ran behind the screen, and poked her furry head out from behind: "Please wait for me a moment."
Qiao Ruoying was embarrassed.
How could she forget that there was a photo of her sister Ge Yunfei on her desk?
Under the warm yellow light, Ge Yunfei in the photo is wearing a blue knitted sweater and loose striped trousers, lying on his back in the snow, looking lazily at the camera.
Between the sweater and trousers, a thin and narrow waist is revealed.
She is definitely selling sex appeal to her fans.
Such photos must not be shown to Jiang Zongye.
She was still frightened. She remembered that on the first night, she called "Ge Ge" the whole time. With Jiang Zongye's keen perception and judgment, what would she do if he found out about this?
She didn't dare challenge a man's dignity.
While collecting the photos, Qiao Ruoying pressed her fingers on Ge Yunfei's abdominal muscles.
She lowered her head and took a closer look in the light, her mood as calm as a lake, without any ripples.
Ever since she "hooked up" with Jiang Zongye, she has become disenchanted with Ge Yunfei's "sexual charm".
She still likes to listen to his songs, and likes to imagine "how Ge Yunfei would solve such a problem" when she is feeling down, and use the power of her idol to encourage herself to get over it.
However, she was indifferent to the "sexual charm" that Ge Yunfei was selling.
Because Jiang Zongye's body is much stronger than Ge Yunfei's.
He was taller, with a broader frame, tighter abdominal muscles, and veins running through his body.
After eating the fairy peach, you will no longer be easily tempted by other peaches.
Qiao Ruoying opened the drawer and placed the photo album face down into the innermost part.
Behind the screen, Jiang Zongye's cold voice slipped into her ears:
"What are you collecting?"
"Some, some girls' things, I can't show you."
In desperation, she could only find this reason.
Jiang Zong was also very disdainful and snorted lightly.
What else does Qiao Ruoying have to hide from him?
He touched her everywhere.
After everything was cleaned up, Qiao Ruoying invited Jiang Zong to her desk behind the screen.
She would occasionally use this desk to set up her laptop and process some documents after get off work.
Qiao Ruoying reached out and flipped the knob on the desk lamp, making the light brighter, and also adjusted her computer stand higher to suit Jiang Zongye's height.
Jiang Zong also took a careful look at it. The milk-coffee colored tabletop was covered with rubber. It seemed that the inside was made of pressed synthetic wood, which would swell up when soaked in water.
Such a cheap desk was decorated like a garden by her with small desktop ornaments.
There are mushroom ornaments standing in front of the bookshelf, some are short and fat, some are long and thin, and they look very cute.
When his eyes swept over the few books on the table, with their gorgeous covers that shone like laser paper under the light of the desk lamp, Jiang Zong also glanced at the titles of the books, and the corners of his lips twitched again.
The 99 Escapes of the Rich Young Lady: The Domineering Young Master Li Loves Her
The CEO's Little Wife is Loved Deeply by the Rich Family
The Heartless Overlord's Gentle Love: Stirring Mr. Gu's Heartstrings in His Arms*
This time, the corners of Jiang Zongye's lips twitched so much that he couldn't stop.
This Qiao Ruoying, has her brain been damaged by watching these so-called "domineering president's little wives"?
She always found a way to make him happy.
When I'm with her, it seems like every inch of air is happy.
Jiang Zong also coughed lightly and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are these the things you just put away behind my back?"
Qiao Ruoying didn't understand what was going on. When she followed his gaze and saw the romance books about domineering CEOs on his bookshelf, she felt so embarrassed that her whole body turned red.
It's all her fault. Why did she only think of hiding Ge Yunfei's photo album and never thought of hiding these revealing novels?
The lights descended like clouds, carving out butterfly-like light on his handsome face.
Facing Jiang Zongye's half-smile, Qiao Ruoying's toes that had dug out a three-bedroom apartment went on strike again.
Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Zong wanted to tease her even more and chuckled:
"It's pretty good to fantasize about it?"
She felt like her cheeks were burned like a crab tied up with blood.
Since he had seen it all, she simply puffed out her chest and said confidently:
"What's wrong with fantasizing?"
"You were born as Celestial Dragons, and you don't allow us to imagine ourselves as Celestial Dragons?"
Qiao Ruoying has always felt that fantasy is the best gift.
It provides a safe haven for those who are frustrated and unhappy in the real world.
99% of the people in this world are ordinary people, with ordinary backgrounds, ordinary looks, ordinary jobs and education. They will never encounter any opportunities to change their destiny in this life. They are just the most ordinary NPCs in this world.
But so what?
Back in your own imaginary world, everyone can become the protagonist, with money and power, and a wave of your finger will make you a million, and if you don’t like someone, you can just say "The weather is cold and the king is broken". It feels great just thinking about it.
It is precisely because of such fantasies that life is still full of hope.
People like Jiang Zong, who were able to be reborn into a celestial dragon family and had the power of golden fingers, should burn a lot of incense to the Buddha who was in charge of reincarnation.
Qiao Ruoying thought angrily.
She met his gaze without flinching or avoiding it.
Jiang Zong also thought it was funny at first, but when he saw the corners of her lips pursed, he saw a bit more determination, like a knife cut, and her bright lychee eyes were full of seriousness and fearlessness.
Suddenly, his heart was deeply touched.
The girl bathed in the light has skin that looks like it's covered with a layer of honey or a layer of gold. Her long eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes, giving her a kind of holy and tragic beauty.
Holy and sad.
He didn't know why he thought of these two words.
But at this moment, he finally began to understand a book called "Qiao Ruoying".
His thoughts drifted away, and he remembered the night he spent with her at the Bulgari Hotel. He loudly said that the star she liked was a "gigolo" and that gigolos were manipulated by capital. At that time, she felt as aggrieved as a puppy squatting on the street and crying.
Come to think of it, her grievance at that time was not only because of that star, but also because she put herself in his shoes when he ridiculed her, right?
In her small and narrow house, Jiang Zong also had this feeling for the first time - he finally tried to understand those who were lower than him.
They come from ordinary, even poor backgrounds, have no abilities, and just go with the flow. Is this their fault?
This is not.
As the title of Yu Hua’s book says, “We live in a huge gap.” Many of these gaps are innate and are an irreversible fate.
"Actually, I also secretly fantasize about it in private." Jiang Zong suddenly said.
"Ah?" Qiao Ruoying's eyes were as bright as if they were painted.
She originally thought she would be met with Jiang Zongye's sarcasm, but unexpectedly, he took the initiative to lower his posture, and it was so obvious.
"Then what do you fantasize about?" she asked curiously, her heart truly warming up.
There had never been a moment when she felt so close to Jiang Zongye, and their hearts were close.
"I fantasize about beating Bill Gates or Musk and becoming the richest man in the world."
Jiang Zongye said with a smile.
This is not a lie.
He did have such fantasies, and his fantasies were quite snobbish, all related to "money" and "power".
Qiao Ruoying smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved.
Could it be that a "celestial dragon" like Jiang Zongye also have fantasies?
Jiang Zongye, who frankly admitted that he had "fantasies", shed his former coldness and became so vivid.
"Hmm... I also fantasized about being the happiest little cutie in the world, with a beautiful mother, a handsome and rich father, and a brother and sister who doted on me. And I would also be very beautiful, the most beautiful person in the world."
Boldly, Qiao Ruoying shared her "fantasy" with him.
Very Mary Sue, right?
Jiang Zongye pulled her to sit on his lap, resting his chin on the top of her thick black hair. His voice was hoarse and soft, like tanned leather.
"Your fantasy is half fulfilled," he said.
"Which half?"
"The most beautiful half in the world."
His words were like a layer of sweet sugar coating, and she licked them when they reached her lips.
It was so sweet, so sweet that she felt dizzy.
Is Jiang Zongye praising her for being "the most beautiful person in the world"?
Although she is beautiful and knows it, she knows that she is pretty, but there is no way she can become the "most beautiful flower in the world" on Earth.
I was quite happy to be flattered by the big boss.
She pursed her lips and smiled secretly.
Neither of them spoke for a long time.
Unconsciously, their relationship has evolved from one where they had to find topics to talk about with each other to one where they feel comfortable even without talking to each other.
Qiao Ruoying secretly watched his actions.
In her sight, Jiang Zongye's thin arm was across her waist, holding her between his legs. His right hand was free to move the mouse, sliding across the screen rapidly.
The computer screen was covered in white, with dense English words covering it like sparrows on a telephone pole.
Qiao Ruoying stared at them for a while, unable to understand them.
Apart from basic words such as "this", "the", and "at", the rest are long and complicated professional terms.
She guessed that this was a cutting-edge scientific report in the field of electrical engineering and automation.
As a big boss, you should not only pay attention to scientific research transformation, but also pay attention to papers in cutting-edge disciplines. To be a "Tianlong person" you really need some capital.
Qiao Ruoying's waist was sore from sitting so she prepared to take a shower.
Jiang Zong also loosened his arms around her waist and saw that she seemed to be hesitant to speak, her red lips glistening with a moist luster under the light.
"Just say it if you have something to say." He said calmly.
Qiao Ruoying was shocked.
Did he see that she had something else to say? However, what she wanted to say was too shameful, so she had already given up on it.
"No more."
"explain."
Since he insisted on listening, Qiao Ruoying told him.
She gathered her long, black hair with her fingers and whispered:
"I just thought... your fantasy might be related to that aspect."
"What?"
Jiang Zong also turned his gaze, his dark eyes fixed on her face.
"Hmm... I thought you were fantasizing about something really intense, like seven times a night, 22 centimeters or something..."
As she spoke further, her voice became lower and lower, until it was almost inaudible.
Jiang Zong also raised his thick and sharp eyebrows, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were hidden under his high and three-dimensional brow bones.
"Isn't this fantasy? Isn't this reality?"
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The author has something to say: Lao Jiang: I already have those conditions.
Someone left a message saying that Lao Jiang was sick because his single duration was too long and he needed to see a doctor. I almost died of laughter [hahaha] [hahaha]
Lao Jiang defended himself: It's all because Ah Si's mother thought that the longer the time, the better, so she made me like this, I'm not sick [spreading hands][spreading hands] I will definitely provide Yingying with happiness for the rest of her life!
Boss Jiang: You don't have to imagine yourself as a Celestial Dragon anymore, you are one now. (I will make my wife a Celestial Dragon!)
Yingbao:...
Boss Jiang: My wife actually doubts I'm 22cm and can't have sex seven times a night! Who will speak up for me? After all, facts speak louder than words!
Yingbao:...
Although Yingbao is not the most beautiful ball flower in the world, she is the most beautiful in the whole book, hehe, "book flower".
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